If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge,and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It always forgives, always trusts, always hopes… Love never fails.
(Saint Paul 1 Corinthians 13:1-3)
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason.
I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.
Reality doesn’t impress me. And when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another.
There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do.
No more walls.
A heart wanted to jump over a puddle,
trusting on the prowess of his gore.
Today his delirium of hunger we heard
in the dark semblance of his wonder. Continue reading